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...FITZSIMMONS himself arrived in Cambridge in 1963 amid Harvard’s burgeoning meritocracy. A working-class Massachusetts native, he was warned by the head of his parochial high school that Harvard was a “godless and communist place...
Last April, amid the green-and-orange color scheme of Loker Commons, the admissions office held a reception for students admitted to Harvard under the HFAI program. Byerly representatives were on hand to distribute white T-shirts with “HFAI” written across the back in large red letters. A table of crackers and cookies welcomed the couple dozen students milling about, comparing notes on their prefrosh experiences. None had yet accepted Harvard’s offer of admission, but almost all spoke enthusiastically about the opportunity afforded them through the College’s expanded...
Detached fingers molded of brilliant orange silicone stretch upwards from amid the gray-brown clutter of Jessica Y. Yin ’01’s sculpture table. “My project is based on the idea of modularity of the body,” Yin, a fourth year Graduate School of Design (GSD) student, explains as she globs more silicone onto several damaged fingers. Her classmates are similarly engaged: Dismembered plaster torsos, a plump balloon-hand dripping silicone, and strangely solitary feet and toes litter the studio floor.Surrounded by severed body parts, the students of VES 130r...
...Amid the chaos and crowds of Coney Island, Ed Zander learned an early lesson in the value of hustle and patience. The son of a furrier in Bensonhurst, Brooklyn, Zander loved the Parachute Jump, the Silver Streak and, of course, the Cyclone. After school he and his brother would stand at the exit to Steeplechase Park for hours and charm people out of unused ride tickets, hoarding them in a rented locker. "We had, like, 3,000 free rides," Zander says. By summertime, they could spend all day in the park without ever buying a ticket...
...promise of the city can have a magnetic effect on children of the suburbs like myself. Repelled by what I perceived as the insulation of my quiet home town—nestled amid the rolling hills of Tennessee—I leapt at the opportunity to attend college in Cambridge, a real center of civilization. Upon arrival, though, I quickly realized that the city that, to a large extent, had drawn me to Harvard was not the glorious hub of humanity that I had envisioned. Instead, I found it to be a place marred by the most disconcerting of sounds...